The Supreme Asura

Chapter 77: Learning Alchemy

Under Xi Yue's guidance, Mu Feng returned to the Wanbao Pavilion and spent over a thousand gold coins on a large batch of Tier-1 medicinal herbs. He also purchased a cauldron for alchemy. The cauldron was merely an uninscribed artifact, capable of refining pills below Tier-3.

The cauldron was small, half a meter tall, black throughout, and stood on three legs. It could barely fit inside his spatial ring.

After returning home, Xi Yue personally inscribed a Tier-3 "Flame Refining Inscription" onto the cauldron. With this enhancement, the cauldron could now be used to refine even Tier-4 spiritual pills.

Seated cross-legged in the training room, Mu Feng placed a green herb into the cauldron and infused it with his Qi. Inside the cauldron, red flames erupted.

Boom!

The intense flames instantly incinerated the herb to ashes, which spilled out of the cauldron's ash outlet.

"The temperature is too high, idiot! You need to start at the lowest heat and slowly increase the temperature to find the melting point."

Xi Yue scolded him, summoning the Shura Divine Jade to knock on Mu Feng's head.

"It's my first try; mistakes happen. Let me try again."

Mu Feng smiled sheepishly and placed a second herb into the cauldron. But the result was the same—it burned to ash, albeit slightly slower this time.

"I refuse to believe I can't get this right!"

Determined, Mu Feng threw himself into the task, repeatedly placing herbs into the cauldron. After wasting over ten herbs, he finally managed to refine one into a pool of liquid essence, which floated within the cauldron, enveloped by his Qi.

"Now, maintain the temperature to remove impurities. Don't let the liquid evaporate. Use the flames to refine it. Finally, lower the temperature and use your Qi to shape it into a pill."

Following Xi Yue's instructions, Mu Feng carefully regulated the flames, removing impurities from the liquid. After some time, he reduced the heat, and the liquid began condensing into a small black pill, roughly the size of a thumb.

The final step was inscribing the pill pattern.

Instead of directly inscribing the pill, the patterns were drawn on the cauldron itself. Mu Feng picked up a simple carving tool, dipped it in blood ink, and etched the patterns onto the cauldron's surface.

This pattern, a "Blood Coagulation Rune," was for crafting healing pills.

When the inscription was complete, a crimson light enveloped the pill inside the cauldron. Gradually, the pill's surface developed a faint, intricate pattern.

"Done!"

Excited, Mu Feng slapped the cauldron, causing the pill to pop out into his hand. It was still warm to the touch.

Holding the dark, uneven pill, Mu Feng turned to Xi Yue with a hopeful expression. "Did I succeed, Yue'er?"

Xi Yue's face darkened as she stared at the unsightly pill. Then she broke into an exaggeratedly radiant smile. "What do you think?"

Mu Feng felt a chill run down his spine at her dazzling grin.

Thud!

"Ouch!"

The Shura Divine Jade knocked him on the head again, leaving a bump.

"Eat it. See if your so-called healing pill saves lives or takes them," Xi Yue growled, her petite figure brimming with frustration—but also an undeniable cuteness.

"Fine, I'll eat it. It might look ugly, but it's probably effective. Don't judge a pill by its appearance."

Mu Feng cut a small wound on his palm and swallowed the pill.

The moment it touched his tongue, Mu Feng's expression twisted. He rushed out of the training room, clutching his stomach, and vomited violently.

"Are you okay, young master?"

Mu Lan hurried over, patting Mu Feng's back.

"I'm fine. Just ate something... unpleasant."

Mu Feng forced a smile, not daring to admit his self-made pill was the culprit.

Returning to the training room, he sighed and continued his alchemical practice.

With Xi Yue's guidance, his progress improved. After an hour of trial and error, he finally crafted a usable pill. When he consumed this one, the small wound on his palm healed rapidly.

"Haha! Yue'er, I did it!"

Ecstatic, Mu Feng grabbed the Shura Divine Jade and kissed it.

Inside the jade, Xi Yue's expression softened into a radiant, unseen smile.

"Keep refining more herbs," she said.

Mu Feng nodded and devoted himself to alchemy, completely absorbed in his work.

Over the next three days, he refined the entire batch of materials he had purchased. Exhausted but satisfied, he gazed at the dozen jade bottles filled with healing and energy-restoring pills.

Collapsing onto the floor, he fell into a deep sleep. He hadn't rested in three days.

With a gentle smile, Xi Yue used her soul energy to cover him with a blanket. Her translucent hand brushed lightly over his resolute features.

"Rest well. One day, you will become one of the strongest in this world. I'll always be with you. Aunt Xin, don't worry. I'll take care of Feng."

Mu Feng slept for an entire day and night.

The next morning, he woke up, stretched, and smiled at the blanket draped over him.

After a brief knife practice session to loosen his muscles, he resumed cultivating the Golden Finger technique.

After soaking his fingers in tiger bone essence, he noticed a layer of calloused skin peeling away. His fingers now glistened faintly, with a metallic sheen.

Excited, Mu Feng tested his fingers on a training post, channeling Qi into them.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two golden streaks of energy shot out from his fingers, piercing through the iron-hard post with ease.

"I've finally mastered the Golden Finger technique!"

Mu Feng marveled at his fingers with a satisfied smile. In just over a month, he had perfected this high-tier Yellow-grade technique—a feat that would astonish anyone who heard about it.

He knew that with higher cultivation, this technique's power would become even more fearsome, capable of piercing even steel.